So before I start this story I should probably let you know that this is looking like it will be the largest fanfiction I have worked on and though it may not seem like a lot to some, to me it is. RIght now it is shaping up to being 5-6 chapters long, which to me takes a lot of dedication out of time I don't necessarily have. Thank you for understanding.

Also I know the title sucks, but I couldn't think of anything better. Oh well, on with the show.

Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Total Drama

Chapter 1- The Start of a Long Day

"Well crap!" Cody muttered to himself. He was late for physics… again and was currently rushing towards the class from the school parking lot. The first bell had already rung, meaning he had 5 minutes to get to class before becoming officially tardy. With 4 of those minutes gone, he was in an all-out sprint to get there on time. Normally, the brown haired teen wouldn't really care about being late, but today would be his eighth tardy, which meant that he would probably be given a Saturday school. Needless to say he really didn't want a Saturday school, especially with the carnival coming around.

He entered the main building and rushed down to the science classrooms, frantically trying to get there on time. Pushing past kids left and right probably wasn't helping him win any popularity contests (not that he would have won anyway), but right now he didn't care about being polite. He rounded the corner full speed, and the science classrooms were now in sight. Cody dared to look at his watch while still running, and seeing that it was five seconds to 8:05, his heart sunk. He could never get there in five seconds, but despite this he kept running.

"Maybe Mrs. A will be nice today," Cody said trying to reassure himself, "I mean I am only a couple seconds late."

Even as he said this, he knew it wasn't true. Mrs. Ashlan was one of the cruelest, most hard-nosed teachers in the school. She was all about punctuality, and clearly Cody was not. The only reason she didn't totally hate him, was because he was the best student in her class, but this must not have been that redeeming of a quality, because Mrs. A has never once given Cody a break about his absences. Cody turned down the long hallway that was the science department.

"Maybe I can make it…" Cody told himself still sprinting.

His physics room was at the end of the hallway, but Cody was not ready to give up just yet. He counted the seconds down in his head, while simultaneously keeping track of the distance.

Three seconds and twenty feet to go. Two seconds and fourteen feet. One second and eight feet to go. The bell rang with Cody still outside the classroom. He finished only four feet away from avoiding tardiness, but still ran inside with only a second over the deadline.

'Maybe Mrs. A didn't notice,' Cody thought to himself.

As soon as he thought it, he realized that was impossible. He had just sprinted into the classroom like a bull in a china shop. Not only was Mrs. A glaring at him with her cold, piercing green eyes, but so was the whole class. Cody smiled sheepishly and tried to take his desk in the back of the class, but before he could he heard a resounding boom come from the front of the room, "And where do you think you're going Mr. Anderson?"

"T-to my seat Mrs. A?" Cody stammered.

"You were late m'boy! You of all people should know I don't tolerate tardiness in this class!"

Cody hung his head. Saturday school here I come, he thought. He looked back at his fellow classmates. A few looked sympathetic, a few were giggling hysterically, but the only reactions he cared about was his friends. He tried to make quick glances to each, and to his surprise they each had different reactions. On the opposite side of the room sat his friend Noah who seemed genuinely curious about how this situation was going to play out. Plastered onto his smug face was a grin that most likely said, "Sucks to be you." Then he looked to the seat next to his own where Gwen was. She sat there gritting her teeth and glaring at Mrs. A, clearly wishing that a meteor would rain down and serve justice. Cody felt flattered that Gwen would hypothetically murder this women for him. Lastly, he looked at the seat in front of his own, where Sierra sat. While Gwen was utterly ticked off at Mrs. A, Sierra was on the verge of crying for her "sweet little Codekins" as she liked to call him. Taking solace that each of his friends cared about him at least a little (even if it was being amused at his misfortunes) he walked up to accept his punishment.

Then Mrs. A did something that surprised him, "Well Cody, I can see you obviously tried hard to get here, so maybe you are learning something about the importance of punctuality," she said as if pondering her own words, "Therefore I will give you a test, and if you pass it I will not give you the Saturday school that you deserve."

"Th-thank y-you Mrs. A!" Cody said sounding as if he was ready to salute the lady.

"Your test will be…" she began clearly trying to make up something on the spot, "Calculate the speed at which you ran to this classroom."

Cody nodded and walked up to the whiteboard to write the information down. After doing some quick calculations, he came up with the final answer of 5.1 miles per hour.

Mrs. A accepted his answer and dismissed him to return to his seat at the back corner of the class. He sat down and took a long sigh. He had really lucked out this time. Gwen, who was to his right, whispered to him, "Do you realize you are the first kid to not get punished for being late to this class..."

Cody scoffed, "If you call that being late. Honestly, I deserve a break."

Gwen rolled her eyes, "Well whether you were or not, I think someone just became the teacher's pet."

"I'm not so sure about that," Cody said unsurely, "I don't think it's possible for her to have a favorite. She hates us all so equally."

Gwen shrugged, "Ya, you're probably right. Besides, she probably eats her pets anyway."

Cody couldn't help but involuntarily snort, disrupting the class in the process. Mrs. A, who was facing the board at the time of the snort, couldn't tell who had made the noise, and went on teaching her lesson.

"Are you trying to get my new golden child status revoked immediately after I got it?" Cody panned.

Gwen grinned, "What can I say, I'm the jealous type."

Suddenly, Sierra chimed in by quickly, but silently, spinning around in her seat, "How dare you try to get my Cody in trouble!"

Cody rolled his eyes. This was just typical Sierra, misinterpreting anything said that was related to Cody as a hostile threat. Cody hated that Sierra didn't let him just interact on his own, but a part of him did appreciate that she cared so much, no matter how creepy her obsession could be.

"Chill Sierra, I was just joking."

"Hmph!" Sierra said before spinning back around.

Gwen stared at Cody and whispered even more quietly than before, "I don't see how you're friends with that chick."

Cody often wondered that himself. Sierra had always had a huge crush on Cody, and at first that affection had driven Cody away, but out of mere exposure to her, Cody began to grow a soft spot for her. Not a romantic soft spot, but a soft spot nonetheless. He knew what it was like to be hopelessly in love with a girl without those feelings being reciprocated, and he also knew how much it meant to him when that girl remained friends with him despite rejecting him. In fact he was speaking to that girl right now, and he wanted to do the same thing for Sierra, that Gwen had done for him. He was also sort of hoping that the same thing that had happened to him would happen to Sierra as well, where her feelings for him would gradually deteriorate as she began to value his friendship more. At least, that was what had happened with him and Gwen, and honestly things were a lot better now because of it.

Cody wasn't sure how to respond to Gwen's comment so he just let it go. The rest of the period was a drag, as Mrs. A went on to lecture endlessly about parallel and series circuits. Gwen and Cody had joked around for a majority of the class and by the end of the period they had bashed Mrs. A more than they had even heard her talk. Gwen and Cody walked out of class together and into the hallway. Almost instinctively Cody asked, "What class do you have?"

Gwen looked at him incredulously, "Seriously? You ask me this question every day and you still can't remember?"

Cody had already known the answer but had asked out of sheer habit. Knowing the response, he scratched the back of his head and said grinning, "English. Sorry, guess I'm just stuck in my ways."

A new voice sounded from behind them, "You'll have to excuse my dear friend here. The memory that should be reserved for useful information like class schedules is taken up by useless and irrelevant trivia."

Gwen grinned, "Hilariously sarcastic as always Noah."

Noah grinned, "I'm glad you appreciate my humor. But seriously can you name anyone else who knows all one hundred and fifty one original Pokémon in order?"

"Not someone who would willingly admit it." Gwen quipped back.

"Touché." Noah retorted before turning to Cody and saying, "Ready for gym?"

Cody nodded, as he was too flustered by the Pokémon comment to say anything. He waved goodbye to Gwen and the duo left to their next class. Once they got to the locker room Cody quickly changed and met the rest of his group outside. Assembled in front of him were some of his best friends, excluding a few that didn't have PE this period. They were sitting on the pavement in a sort of half circle formation. To his left was Harold who was blabbering on about some temporal paradox associated with some movie and to his right was Beth who was listening to Harold's nonsense with an actual expression of interest. She was about the only person in the world who could listen to what Harold had to say without either wanting to punch him or ignore him.

Their nerd team of four had been completed, and now there was nothing left to do except wait till class started. As they passed the time making small talk, Cody noticed some of the other kids coming out of the locker rooms. It was embarrassing, but Cody didn't know half the kids in his own class and it was already the middle of the year. It made for really awkward introductions when Cody got paired up with some random kid he didn't know. Soon enough, practically the whole class was out waiting for the coach to arrive. About ten minutes after the bell had actually rang Mr. Skinner arrived, leading Cody, Noah, Beth, and Harold to leave their spot so that they could go meet their coach and assemble into their predetermined lines. Once everyone was in an orderly fashion, Mr. Skinner began to speak, "Alright everyone, we're going to start a new unit today. The name of the game: dodgeball. So everyone meet up in the gym and lineup! We're picking teams!"

The class did as they were told and once they were all inside, they formed one giant line. Mr. Skinner picked who he considered the two most athletic guys in the class (though he claimed he just picked the two names from the exact middle of the list for fairness's sake), Duncan Meyers and Tyler Morris (though Tyler wasn't necessarily the best at sports). As soon as this was decided, they started choosing teams. There were only 30 kids in the class and the coach said they had to be picked in boy-girl order, so naturally Cody figured he'd be picked near the bottom of the pack, along with the rest of his friends. Because of this, he zoned out of the selection process for a while and took a break to talk to Noah. Tyler eventually picked Cody for his team and while he wasn't the last one picked, with Noah, Harold, and two girls still yet to be selected, he could already tell his team was doomed. Of the people Tyler had picked, Cody only recognized a handful, but the ones he did recognize were either unathletic or a little bit dim witted. Noah was the last pick and ended up being put on Cody's team, not that it really mattered. Looking down the line of kids Cody only knew seven of his teammate's names, including himself. There was Tyler (the captain), Lindsay (Tyler's girlfriend), Owen (who was actually a pretty good friend of Cody's and pretty much everyone else), himself, Beth, and Noah. The team against them, on the other hand, was stacked with extremely athletic guys and girls. Obviously there was Duncan (their team captain), Geoff (his second in command), Courtney (Duncan's girlfriend), Bridgette (Geoff's girlfriend), about ten kids that Cody didn't know but could tell would be decent enough at dodgeball, and finally the misfit of the group, Harold.

Noah, who was apparently noticing the same thing, whispered to Cody, "Well this will be pleasant."

Cody gave a weak smile knowing the words were all to true. Together, their team took their side of the basketball court that was being treated as the dodgeball field, while the other team took their side. Before he knew it, the game had started.

With the blow of Mr. Skinner's whistle all the fastest players ran for the center line which held five dodgeballs. Cody's team managed to recover one of the balls, while Duncan's team got the other four. 'Well that's not a good way to start the game,' Cody thought. Duncan was the first to attack as he threw a rocket across the court colliding with some poor kid, who then struggled to waddle to the sidelines. With that causality Tyler threw his ball at Duncan, or at least that's where it ended up going. Cody couldn't actually tell where Tyler had been aiming. Regardless, Duncan caught the ball with one hand and as if that wasn't enough for showing off, he grinned at Tyler and winked. Tyler walked dejectedly to the stands, leaving his team down two men. After that rough start Cody and his team did decently enough to keep the game alive; Cody had even managed to get two outs. As the war waged on, Cody eventually found himself and Owen as the last two on his team's side of the field. On the other side was a very confident looking Duncan, Harold (who was miraculously still in based on dodging "skills" alone), Geoff, and Bridgette.

Cody turned to Owen who was right by his side and muttered just loud enough for Owen to hear, "Well we gave it our best shot, Owen."

Owen just smiled and laughed, "Aw man it's not over yet!"

Cody wasn't quite sure how to take that, but before he could think too hard about it a ball came screaming at his face. He barely dodged it by falling to the floor like a limp noodle. Geoff, who had thrown the ball was clearly impressed.

"Whoa little dude! Nice dodge!" he called from across the court, congratulating Cody.

While the ball may have come a little too close for comfort he was happy to notice that now Owen and he had three balls and the other team only had one. The last ball resided in the middle of the gym floor, and no one dared try to pick it up out of fear of getting beaned at point blank range. Cody picked up the ball Geoff had thrown and spoke quietly to Owen, making sure not to take his gaze off of the other team this time, "Alright man this is our best chance. What we should do is—"

Cody was interrupted by Owen who charged like a raging water buffalo to the center of the court. With two dodgeballs in each hand he kamikazed his way to the halfway line that separated the two team's courts, all the while screaming. When he got to the line he chucked both balls simultaneously, hitting both Geoff and Duncan in the process. Unfortunately for Owen, Bridgette threw the only ball their team had right into Owen's gut, though Owen clearly had weighed the risk beforehand and had accepted that he was going to be thrown out. The three new causalities made their way off the basketball court, leaving the three remaining survivors to duke it out. It was Cody versus Bridgette and Harold. He knew for a fact that Harold couldn't throw to save his life, so really it was Cody versus Bridgette and he was not liking his odds at the moment. Bridgette was one of the most athletic girls in school while Cody was just a scrawny weakling. To make matters worse, now Cody only had one ball and Bridgette and Harold had two, while the other two were trapped in the middle. Cody appreciated Owen's sacrifice because Duncan and Geoff would have wiped the floor with him if Owen hadn't gotten them out, and they probably would have done it a lot more mercilessly than Bridgette or Harold could, but he still wished he had the big guy here to take the pressure off of him a bit.

Cody stared down his competitors and they stared right back. Surprisingly the gym was pretty tense considering this was only a PE game that had no ramifications or rewards. Harold was the first one to make a move by throwing a soft floater which Cody deflected. Now that he had two balls he threw one back to Harold which he managed to dodge, but Cody was expecting this. Just as Harold started to move out of the path of the first ball, Cody threw his second ball right where he anticipated Harold was going to end up. There was nowhere for the red haired nerd to go. He tried to catch it but ended up just bobbling it. Cody admired his shot a bit too long though because out of the corner of his eye he could see a red rubber ball heading straight for his face. The last thought that went through Cody's head before he got hit was, 'Crap I forgot about Bridgette.'

The ball had been thrown much harder than Cody was expecting, which didn't help with the pain factor at all. The ball pushed against Cody's nose causing him to fly backwards and hit his head on the hardwood floor. His vision became hazy and he could feel his eyes closing as everything started getting darker. He had the worst migraine he had ever had, and he wasn't sure if it was coming from the inside or the outside of his head. Bridgette was the first one to reach him, rushing over to him yelling, "Oh my God Cody! Are you okay?!"

People began to crowd, and Mr. Skinner made a pathway. He heard someone yell about getting the nurse, but he had no idea who had said it. At that point he was so disoriented that he wouldn't have been able to identify the voice of his own mother. During all the commotion he could feel himself be picked up and then that was when he blacked out.

So that's the end of this chapter. Please review, all criticism is appreciated. I realize that this chapter didn't really get to the meat of the story, but I promise next chapter will be much more entertaining than this one. This chapter is also smaller than normal, so expect slightly larger chapters than this from now on.

Anyway until next time, see you later.